Cold Mountain

Today we watched Cold Mountain, for the first time. As we watched Inman plowing the upper field, with the mule. I recalled a time, not so long ago.
While growing up, We always had a garden, Mama would hire a colored gentleman to plow our field. He would show up with his mule and work all day, getting the garden just right. We always had beautiful gardens. My job was to plant the radishes and onions, I think it was because I was so particular about the rows being straight, Maybe I asked for that job, I don't recall.
While your dad and I discussed the plow job, he reminded me he did that kind of work too. At the age of 12, he spent a summer with his Uncle Sterling, Plowing the field and putting in a crop. He was a tiny guy too. D is a lot bigger but I can not imagine he or Joey doing that kind of work. Number one, their Mamas would not let them, and two they have never been around a mule. He loved that summer, He said he had all the food he wanted. He never got that at home. And all the food he wanted was Peas and Cornbread. He loves soul food.
As a child, He went to bed hungry often, It Makes me so sad to think of that.
Oh, a memory of times gone by are so beautiful and stay forever in the minds eye.
We love the memories we made, good and bad. They made us what we are today, and the love we have for each other, we hope to have passed on to each of you. A legacy of Love. That is what we want to leave behind.